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Readers of Famous Living Dead, and my friends on this site...

i broke my right thumb (and im right handed >.<) this 4 year old jumped on it and broke it, aint that just lovely? XP so im gonna be slow when i post FLD or when i message you guys cuz its kinda hard to type... and text. hah, texting with one thumb is harder than you think. i dare ya to try it ;) so i hope you guys can be patient, and yaaa.... thats all i have to say...
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OH! i saw this kid wearing an MCR shirt!! :D i wanted to talk to him, but he was with his boyfriend... and i didnt want to "disturb" them... heh. but im happy for them :P

LOVE YOU GUYS!! <3
-Artistic Agony x_x

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Famous Living Dead (part 29)

I just wanna say... Happy birfday Zombie!!! :3
Love, natasha <3

Frank's P.O.V:
My original plan was to take a walk, and hopefully calm down. But your original plans never seem to work out in the end. When I least expected it, a crowd of zombies started surrounding me. They literally came out of nowhere. I began to run, which is one of the best, or worst things you can do if you are being chased by a pack zombies. If you can find somewhere safe to hide or an escape, then running's your best chance. If you are in an open field, or you can't find anywhere to hide, then you're screwed. Trying to outrun a pack of zombies is a good idea-- until you start getting tired. When they finally catch up with you, you're basically already dead. I fall into the “bad idea” category in this situation.

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Famous Living Dead (part 28)

Gerard's P.O.V:
My insecurity faded, and the feeling of love took over. I nuzzled my head deep into my brother's collarbone and hugged him tighter. “Thanks Mikey.” I faintly smiled as I let go of him. “You're my brother, I'll always have your back.” Mikey patted my shoulder, and I nodded. “Where's Frank?” I curiously asked. “Oh shit... Frank...”

Mikey's P.O.V:

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Pure happiness.

I sprint to my room, and close the door shut. I pull up the blinds, and open the window wide, as light pours into the icy room, and the wide rustles my hair. I make myself comfortable on the carpet, and hold my darlings in my shaking hands. My fingers twitch, and my smile is a mile wide. I gingerly place my darling into the CD player, and close it shut. My finger shakes from excitement as I press 'play.' The sweet sound of music invades the space around me, and it tickles my ears. I escape to a world with no worries, and pure happiness. Pleasure.

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Famous Living Dead (part 27)

Gerard's P.O.V:

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Famous Living Dead (part 26)

Mikey's P.O.V:

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Famous Living Dead (part 25)

Mikey's P.O.V:
Life was a lot harder now. We didn't have permanent homes, so we traveled, slept, ate, changed, and hung out in the van. Sure it got crowded and we got annoyed with each other, but we're all family. In the end, we all knew we loved each other.

Gerard's P.O.V:
The sky was completely black. The only source of light, were the dim stars that emptily scattered the horizon, and the thin, round clipping of the moon that seemed to brag about it's brightness. Ray grabbed his guitar, and headed outside, as Frank and Mikey made a small camp fire near the van. With a night as warm, and calm like this, it would have been a no-brainer to go outside and hang out with the people I love most. But there was one thing missing... my arm. I was forcing myself not to enjoy certain things because I knew I needed a punishment for my stupid behavior. I knew I should of stayed away from Josie. But she was the light, and I was the moth. I couldn't help myself.

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Famous Living Dead (part 24)

Ray's P.O.V:
Breakfast was a disaster. I don't need to explain it for you to imagine what happened.

Mikey's P.O.V:

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Famous Living Dead (part 23)

Gerard's P.O.V:
It felt as though my arm was being twisted off. Like some disgusting, evil creature that enjoyed watching pain, was slowly twisting my arm until it popped out of my socket, then snapped it in half. Even though it was just my arm, I could feel the pain EVERYWHERE in my body. Talking about what I went throug was too much to bare. When I talk about it, I think about it, when I think about it, I remember it, when I remember it, I feel it.
Ray disinfected my arm, and wrapped the “nub” where my arm used to be, in several layers of gauze. He carefully put my shirt on, and tied the empty sleeve around my nub. I felt disgusting. I hideous. I felt crippled. I felt as though I was no longer... human.

Ray's P.O.V:

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Blink 182 <3

According to AP, Neighborhoods is coming out today!! I'm so haaaappppyyyyyy!!!!! I can't wait to buy it :D

I drew this portrait of Tom Delonge from the lyric-book thingy from Take Off Your Pants and Jacket!! Tell meh what you think!! :3

-Artistic Agony x_x